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Just being boring......

Who?

I don't know their names. I never do. He was the first. I wanted to start with a boy as its a bit cliche to just start murdering girls. He looked ok. I didn't like his hat. It was one of those oversized beanie hats. You know a Smurf hat. The kind of hat you can put your dreads in. He didn't have dreads. He was a white guy. I would never kill an ethnic minority. They go through too much shit anyhow without me piling on. I didn't hang around to check his pockets. I just made sure he was dead and left. I could check in the paper or online. I can't be bothered. His name would mean nothing. Let's say he was called Martin. He looked like a Martin.

Where?

I wanted to start in Brighton. It's at the bottom and I want to work my way up. I like Brighton anyhow. It's a good place to go for a holiday. People call it 'London by the sea'. It's not London by the sea because IT'S NOT FUCKING SHIT. If you live in London you are safe. I won't be coming near you. Except I might. If I am in a really bad mood I might. You want more specifics? It was at a bus shelter facing Lower Rock Gardens. Also facing a main road. Also facing all the migrants and tourists. I am really good.

Why?

Because I was bored and I need a project. I tried to put some shelves up but they fell down. There was nothing good on the TV. I had seen everything I wanted to see at the cinema. There is no good music. I tried knitting but it was a faff. Usually I would have just nipped down the offy and got wasted on my own but I don't drink any more. After what happened. Nearly a year now. I am quite proud of that thank you very much. No drugs either. That's mainly down to the fact I don't know anyone that sells them. I wish I did. I had some really good times on drugs. Oh and I am not an asshole on drugs like I am on the drink.

When?

About an hour ago. Just before I walked here and caught the train. Where am I going? I didn't read the sign. North I guess. Not London. I know that. Not yet.

How?

I wouldn't want to spoil there surprise. That would take all the fun away for next time.


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